This sentence made the blackness in his eyes turn red because he was too excited.

This is the extreme expression of the anger of the Bloodline.

Although Li Meng felt all kinds of emotions in her heart, she swiped the screen one by one.

But the expression on his face was directly paralyzed by the strike, and there was no too much fierce performance.

She had her back to the light of the full moon, her brown hair hanging down her shoulders, and her beautiful eyes reflected the child in front of her.

It's like hesitating something.

Cyril tilted his head, "Also, as the leader of the Holy Alliance, what you want has always been the life of the King of the Blood Clan, and you entered the Blood Clan Castle and came to my side just to get my life." ”

That's the obvious answer.

But he never admitted it.

She is the leader of the Holy Alliance, a human who has made the Bloods a lifelong enemy.

Be...... The girl who sees him as a pest.

Cyril bit his lower lip, the tails of his eyes turned red, and his voice became cold, "If you want to kill me, take advantage of my weak strength now, otherwise you won't have a chance." ”

After saying that, he even took a few steps forward.

This kind of posture is too self-defeating.

Cyril saw the knife in her hand, and it was still tinged with light.

Really well prepared.

His thick eyelashes were half-drooping, and the emotions in his red eyes were fierce and violent.

It's a pity that the bright aura of this knife is too weak.

Piercing him in the heart, it can't kill him.

He was going to destroy the Holy Alliance, and it must be this place that taught her badly.

Make her hate the Bloodline.

Cyril was thinking about destruction with murderous intent when suddenly his soft blonde hair was gently rubbed.

He was stunned and couldn't help but look up.

But I saw the girl bent over, and her white fingertips were holding something, lightly touching his lips.

His eyelashes twitched, his thin lips opened, and the sweet smell slipped into his mouth.

The girl's face was calm, and her eyes were clear.

Like a cold moon, white and soft.

"It's sugar, it's sweet."

Is it sweet?

It's a particularly pungent taste.

Cyril, however, tasted a rich sweetness that spread from the tip of his tongue to his throat and finally to his heart.

Li Meng was sure that he had taken the antidote.

She sighed slowly.

The mission has failed.

Burning at the stake was not, the assassination was abandoned.

Only the character score has improved.

She had forgotten the consequences of her previous failures, and she couldn't quite remember how many points she had scored.

The only impression is that it's terrible.

She tossed the knife away and said to the system, "I can't do it, I'm sorry." ”

The system said in a weak and trembling voice, "Why, didn't you kill him,"

Li Meng thought about it silently for a while before answering it seriously, "Because it's too cute." ”

It's really cute.

And he seemed to be very uncomfortable, and it was uncomfortable to see him.

Li Meng was also in a daze, her breathing was not smooth, and the knife naturally couldn't be stabbed.

System: "He's a hundred-year-old monster." ”

Li Meng: "A hundred-year-old cute thing, it's still cute." ”

System: "......"

This is a god's reason.,It's also very cute.,Why don't you see the host listen to it?

Double standard to this point, it's just falling in love, falling in love.

Then the system sighed faintly.

And the automatic prompt beep also sounded.

[Ding, the host mission failed, please accept the punishment.] 】

Li Meng walked forward expressionlessly, for fear that the scene of her punishment would be too bloody, so she better stay away from Cyril.

[The host must stay with the male protagonist for a lifetime and must not take the initiative to leave.] 】

Li Meng paused.

This punishment ...... It sounded a little familiar, and there wasn't even a trace of turmoil in her heart.